Unaccountable Hope

The big problems in my life remained; my way still ended in a blank wall. But now, hope held hands with desperation and together these companions urged me on to God.

Hope whispered, "The night of weeping will give place to dawn—perhaps not all at once, like sunbeams breaking into a shadowed valley—but gradually, midnight softening to gray and gray to palest apricot and apricot to pink in the eastern sky."

However morning comes, it will come.

Until then, I’ll let hope and desperation do their work. And when desperation is the only one I hear, I’ll remember that his gruff voice says, “Press closer, beloved of the Lord. Let me press you through cold impossibility and ugly reality and dark unknown—through to the bosom of your Father. In due time, hope will speak again.”

Weeping may tarry for the night,but joy comes with the morning.(Psalm 30:5)

....seeds of a thousand unknown blooms,
resting and waiting there....for spring to come again! Winter will not last forever, dearest Rob.

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Rosalind W.

12/17/2011 02:28:01 am

Thanks, Rob. Great reminders. We had a bill to pay today. On Tuesday it looked like there was no way we would be able to pay on time. God heard my prayers! Two sources of income came in and one small floral job for me. That all happened yesterday, Friday. I kept reminding God that Friday was the deadline. I really didn't know how God could do it. But, He did! I feel as if He really does know our family personally. I so appreciate those daily lessons that reminds me that God is a personal God. Thanks for writing! I'll pray God answers your need.